outlaw.

10

"What the fuck is going on!" he yelled as the door opened.

I did not here the door slam so I knew it was still open.

I heard a gun shot and got scared. I started to feel around the room for a anything. A knife, a gun, a sharp object anything. I heard another gun shot and the light from the shot lit up the room for a split second.

I remembered that the end of the bed was broken and had a sharp end on it. I don't know why but it would make a great weapon. I crawled towards the bed feeling my surrounding. I could not see anything. I ended up touching the end of the bed. I went towards the side with the broken end and pulled it off.

I stood up and sat on the end on the bed waiting for someone to enter the room. Meanwhile outside bullets where still flying.

Soon the shooting got quiet and I started to cry to myself.

What if i died?

What if that was Shawn and he got shot in the war?

What if that was not Shawn at all but an intruder that was going to kill me time he found me?

I scooted in my corner of my room and hide the sharp object in my hand. I heard footsteps getting closer and closer to the door and I stopped breathing.

I sensed a figure at my doorstep but I am pretty sure he couldn't see me because it was so dark.

"Beyonce" he yelled.

I gasped at his voice.

"Bitch, I know your in here. We need to go."

"I ca-cant move." I cried hoping he would have a little sympathy.

He walked over to me and yanked my arm forcing me to get up. I managed to keep the knife in my hand without him knowing I had it.

He basically dragged me to a car and put me in it.. I am not sure how we got there but I know I hit a lot of stuff on my way there.

He slammed the door and locked it. I felt around to get a feel of my surroundings. I was guessing we were in a garage. It was pretty hot and I hoped he came back soon to get me out.

Someone opened a door from behind me and I got prepared to stab anything that it was.

"Where you at"

I didn't say anything so I guess he got mad.

He opened the garage and the sun came beaming in. I ducked behind the seat so he could not see me.

I peeped in the drivers mirror to see where the man was.

He opened the door and tried to grab my arm but I swung.

The knife went right into his neck and I seen him suffer.

"Beyoncé, what the hell" he whimpered.

"Shut up punk."  I took the object out of his neck and his lifeless body feel to the floor.

I could not see who it was so I picked up him head and noticed it was the man that helped me earlier. I felt bad until I realized I couldn't. It was either going to be me or him.

Corey told me that I would eventually have to kill someone. This was my first body and I knew I was going to catch more sooner than later.

I pulled the flashlight from his waist and took it with me. I also took his gun and the car keys.

I stood up for the first time and limped towards the button to close the garage door.